A Strange Woman

Zhao Nan sat in his seat and looked at Shen You, whose face was flushed red. A strange light flashed in his eyes.

While the class was bustling with the couple, outside was bustling with a group of guests.

In the corridor, a few parents, accompanied by the principal and the director of studies, were walking step by step towards the elite class.

"President Ling, don't worry. The quality of our elite class is absolutely not a problem!" The director of studies said solicitously beside a woman.

The woman was wearing a pair of seven-centimeter high heel shoes, but she could still walk briskly.

The principal was walking on the other side of the woman. But his gaze was sweeping over the man behind the woman.

The man was wearing a dark suit and looked to be in his twenties.

However, his calm and reserved appearance gave people an unfathomable feeling.